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© by sophiaisinthecrowd

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Characters:

Lauren Ellis is played by Zoe Sugg (aka Zoella)

Niall Horan is played by himself

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"That's always seemed so ridiculous to me, that people want to be around someone because they're pretty. It's like picking your breakfast cereals based on color instead of taste." -John Green (Looking for Alaska)

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Niall's P.O.V

I was not myself. Not that I ever felt I was, but this day in particular gave me a strange feeling. Maybe it's the feeling one gets from being alone far too often. I needed something, or maybe even someone, to share this life with. I had to take it, just the same as I had taken everything else. Where does one go in order to find what I am searching for?

I take a peek up at the alarm clock on my side dresser, I had been laying in bed for exactly two hours
since I woke up. I had to get a move on if I was going to pull this plan off. I knew what I wanted and I
knew how I was going to get it. I was going to win because I always win. I roll out of bed and grab my
tattered black skinnies laying on the ground. I shimmy my way into them and am on my way out the door.
I already wore a shirt so I grab my keys and walk to my small driveway. My silver Volvo sits in silence and
comes to life once I open the driver's side door. I slide into the driver's seat and start the engine. I back
out of my driveway and onto the street. I knew where I was going. I knew how to get there. Valley High,
one of the biggest high schools in the area. I was going to take someone away from the awful high school
scene and we would live a happy life. A life of luxury and love. They would love me, they had to love me.

It takes me exactly 15 minutes to arrive at my final destination. It's early morning and thankfully school
does not start for another half hour or so. I begin to circle the area, watching all of the students, looking
for one that I wanted. I almost felt like I was in a pet store, trying to decide which puppy I wanted to take
home. A pretty blonde girl walks along side my car, wearing a small pink skirt, followed by a group of
friends. She looked popular. I hated popular. I resisted the urge to ram my car into her, resulting in the
end of her reign. It would have been the right thing to do. Sure, people would miss her, but eventually
they would move on and realize that all life ends at some point. It was a lesson I had to teach many times.
Instead, I take a deep breath and try to control my anger and resentment to this girl. By the time I've
calmed down, the blonde has disappeared into a crowd of others.

I begin to case the area again, not finding anyone who fit the description of what I was looking for. Then
again, I did not exactly know what I was looking for. I figured that I would know who the right one was
when I saw them. I was beginning to lose hope after the fourth loop around the area, but that's when I
saw her. The skinny girl with the long brown hair and big brown eyes. She looked anxious almost, as
though she was not sure what she was supposed to be doing or where she was supposed to be going.
But I knew. She was supposed to be coming with me. She looks around to make sure that no cars are
coming before making her way across the parking lot. I start driving my car slowly towards her. I had to
get her attention, to make her notice me. I watch her pause in the parking lot, digging into her pocket for
something. The girl pulls out a cellphone. This gives me enough time to reach her and, as gently as
possibly, I nudge her with the car.

"What the fuck!" I hear her shout; now is my chance.

I hop out of the car and rush towards her, "Oh, shit! I am so sorry! I swear I did not see you there, you are
so small."

She glares at me and hold her arm, "You hurt me, " she growls.

"Do you want me to take you to the hospital? I can take you! Come with me, I will get you help." I try but
she is not having it.

"I don't know who the fuck you are, but stay away from me." she hisses and I frown.

As she bends down on the ground looking for the phone she dropped I reach into my back pocket. A rag
reaches my grasp and I casually look around making sure no one can see me. The girl stands up straight
again and I take this as my chance to wrap my arm around her neck and place the rag over her nose and
mouth.

"What th-" she struggles under my grasp but I am much stronger. Finally she stops fighting and collapses
in my arms.

I smile to myself and carry her limp body to the car. I place her, lying down, in the back seat and hop back
into the driver's side. I start the car once again and make my way out of the school parking lot. She was
coming home with me where she would be safe. I would keep her safe and she would love me for that.
She would be happy and i would be happy. We would live happily ever after.

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Her body feels cold as I carry her into my home. Her head dangles off my elbow and I place her down
gently onto my couch. I dig through her coat pockets to find her student I.D.

"Lauren Ellis." I whisper to myself, it was a perfect name.

I find her phone in the second pocket, I was going to have to dispose of that later. I place the I.D. card
and phone into my back pocket and run my hands through my hair. What if she does not wake up?

Maybe I went too far this time.

"Wake up." I say and shake her but there is no response.

"C'mon, wake up!" I say louder and shake her a bit harder but to no avail.

I frown and check her pulse. She's still breathing and her heart beat is steady. I life up her body for the
third time today and carry her down to the basement. A small room is all set up and waiting; waiting for
her. I place her on the bed and grab the rope I keep stored in the closet. I begin to tie her down, wrapping
the rope around her arms and legs, attaching her to the headboard and footboard. Once it is tight enough
that I know she will not be able to escape I turn the lights off and trudge back upstairs.

I take a seat on the couch in my living room and put my hands through my hair, sitting and thinking. Will
she forgive me for taking her away. No, she should not have too. She should be grateful. She will be
grateful. She will thank me and be happy. There won't be any problems because she will love me. I will
not hurt her, I promise myself that. I need to make her trust me, let her know that she is safe.

"She is beautiful." I mumble to myself, "Something I have never seen before."

Something I may never see again.

Notes

Hey guys, this is my new Niall story, and I will be continuing my other one shortly. I wrote this for a specific friend so I hope she enjoys it as much as you guys! This story is also posted on wattpad!

Love you all, stay strong

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